I Became an Anonymous Boss

Not only the mouth and lower abdomen, but even the intestines were directly impacted, and the sphincters were at risk of losing control.

The mind of the host in blood clothes burst instantly, and he thought it couldn't be poisonous, it must be something else.

However, he was speechless.

Even if he hastily suppressed it, he still couldn't control the swelling black smoke that was scurrying through various channels in his body.

I can't control the inside, the five senses are deprived, and the whole person is a mess.

He fell into a distorted and absent-minded state that lasted several seconds, and such a long time was enough for him to die three times.

Shirataki flitted across the corridor and came leisurely in the courtyard.

With a cold light in his hand, the blue butterfly danced lightly.

The two knives interlaced, the blood of life and death disappeared in a flash.

Simple and unpretentious, ingenious and unworkable, with two swords and a head.

A knife pierced through the heart, and a knife cut off his head, and a bright red silk thread spread from the neck.

Between the diffuse miasma and black mist, cold blood without temperature sprinkled all over the front of the screen, and the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains became a blood flow.

A human head fell from the broken head.

The blood-clothed landlord who is already a walking corpse vampire still retains a sliver of sanity, and blood and tears welled up in his eyes.

He wanted to open his mouth to question, but he no longer had the vocal organs of his throat, and he couldn't even shout angrily.

Shirataki also guessed what he wanted to say, so he replied calmly.

"That's not a poison, but a miasma pill."

"You chose wrong, that's all."

The blood and tears of the landlord in blood clothes flowed down, in vain for him to claim to be smart, but he still couldn't get rid of the opponent's scheme until the end.

He is not afraid of poison, but what the other party uses is not poison at all,

There was darkness in front of his eyes, and his life was finally completely cut off this time.

Bloody Lord, die.

At this moment, the Jianghu assassin organization Xueyilou will also be completely removed from the Jianghu and cease to exist.

Shirataki looked at the dead body and sighed.

He spat out the elixir in his mouth, and the elixir fell to the ground, releasing a cloud of black smoke.

In fact, the two white jade-colored pills are miasma pills, but as long as they are contained in the mouth, they will not explode.

But if you swallow it directly, your internal organs will be washed by the miasma. No one can bear this kind of shock.

Naturally, all of this is calculated, and this set of strategies is not complicated. The same blueprint can produce more than ten different variants.

Shirataki's strength was poor in the past, so of course he needed some heretic kung fu to protect himself. For him, it has long been normal for the weak to defeat the strong.

It's just that this kind of victory over the strong with the weak is always a victory without martial arts and no martial arts.

He wiped off the blood on the weapon, his eyes were a little lonely, and his expression was slightly self-deprecating.

"If there is a choice, I don't want to use this old trick to calculate others."

"Scheming is very useful, but it's a pity that it's too degrading. A real man should use his fists."

"A dignified innate master, but he is not a human being, and he is destined to not be able to keep a face. It's really hard for you. It's me who met."

Shirataki does not reject killing, let alone the leader of this notorious killer organization.

It's just a pity that it's rare for such a high-quality villain to die so easily.

And the form of my happy grievances is not the same as originally imagined.

"Perhaps, this is brain school."

"This can be regarded as a standard Sun Knight's tactics..."

"Finally, a strong enemy will be punished. It's gratifying to congratulate, gratifying to congratulate."

Comforting himself, Shirataki walked away, leaving the corpse lying in a cold pool of blood.

When the sun rises, all that is left here will be a piece of black ashes, and tonight, it will also be over.

Chapter 160 True Monarch Ningbing (third update)

"No. 13..."

Shang Yuwei drew back the weapon, looked at the blood on it, and frowned slightly.

She murmured: "Unexpectedly, killing too many people will also make the sword dull."

She looked at Lan Xiangxue, whose sword was shining like snow, and raised her eyebrows a little. Unlike the enemies she beheaded, Lan Xiangxue's sword was crisp and sharp, with almost only one injury, but one was fatal.

After Lan Xiangxue recovered from her injuries, it became much easier to clean up this group of demons.

No, in fact it is not particularly easy, these group of monsters are often a little tricky after changing their postures.

The total number of them is close to thirty, and the transformed monsters are almost as powerful as those in the first level of innate realm.

Shang Yuwei thought it would be a tough battle, but it was easier than she expected.

The black-faced man in the black robe, and the calm Hua Zhongjin, these two looked ordinary at first glance, but their strength was by no means ordinary innate warriors, at least they had to be in the fourth level of virtual practice.

Then the quantitative advantage of the Taotie tribe will not be able to be brought into play at all, and the quality will be too poor, and it will not be useful to pile up the quantity.

Yan Qixia sneered from the side: "It's useless to give you a chance."

Her image of a weak and weak woman is just a disguise. Earlier, a demon who tried to take her as a hostage because of her own cleverness, just approached for a few seconds, and her neck was cut open the next moment.

She is indeed not innate, but the boldness of this murder method is not weaker than that of the children of the world.

The dagger hidden under the sleeve is astonishingly sharp, if you don't take precautions in advance, you may be killed.

This dagger is definitely specialized in breaking defense, plus a special effect of quenching poison, stabbing anyone to death.

Seeing that the blood of the dead on the deck flowed into a river, and many corpses were thrown into the river, the dragon boat smelled bloody.

Yan Qixia squinted her eyes, as if she missed the scene in front of her. In the past, such a nightmare landscape had tormented her for a long time.

Then there were footsteps.

"The son is back."

I don't know who opened the mouth, but everyone looked at the source of the footsteps in unison.

Shirataki kept his hands in his pockets, and walked slowly. It didn't look like he was going to kill someone, but went for a walk outside.

He received everyone's attention, and then looked at the few remaining demons: "Is it not over yet?"

Yan Qixia said: "Which aspect are you referring to?"

Shirataki said, "It's both."

Lan Xiangxue asked: "My lord, the blood-clothed landlord..."

Bai Taki said casually: "I have already reported to Lord Yan."

Shang Yuwei's eyes were astonished, and she blurted out: "How did you do it?"

Shirataki said: "I used a very righteous strategy. With your current awareness, it is difficult for me to explain it to you."

He also knew that he had killed the blood-clothed landlord, even though the opponent had been severely injured and mentally disturbed, it was still a remarkable feat, and it was inevitable that some people would not believe it, so he simply didn't explain much.

Shirataki only needs to explain to one person.

The young man looked at the girl a few steps away and said, "In short, he is dead... From now on, you are free."

Lan Xiangxue clenched the Chengying Sword tightly, she paused for a long time, she couldn't tell what she was feeling at this time, she was not as happy as she thought, and she was not so relieved, but there was a very warm feeling in her heart, she A little distracted, watching the young man in a daze.

The girl looked at the young master, lowered her eyes again, opened her mouth, her expression changed several times, she rubbed her stiff cheeks: "I'm sorry, young master, I don't know what to say at this time..."

Hearing these words, Shirataki saw the girl's complicated expression, so he said, "I think...you just need to smile."

Lan Xiangxue smiled obediently, which might be difficult for her, and in the end she only had a shallow smile.

Maybe it was when she was a young girl, when she tried to smile, there were two shallow dimples on her cheeks, which added a bit of cuteness.

Shirataki said relaxedly: "You need to practice more, it's a pity that you can't smile with such a cute face."

Lan Xiangxue lowered her head, her dimples became a bit more intoxicatingly blush: "Listen to your master."

She seemed to suddenly understand why she was so calm.

In fact, whether it is the landlord of the blood clothes, the building of the blood clothes, or the identity of the assassin killer, it is no longer a bondage to her.

When she saw the young master for the first time, she had already found the resting place of her heart, which was the holy place in her heart.

Her heart has already broken free from the shackles, but she can no longer be free.

What the young master said was more important than anything else.

Yan Qixia coughed lightly, interrupting the two of them looking at each other: "Ahem, cough, my throat is a bit dry, I wonder if I'm going to catch a cold from Ye Feng."

Bai Taki raised his eyebrows, rolled his eyes at the rich woman, and then said: "Since the blood-clothed landlord is dead, the disturbance has come to an end for the time being, the next thing to see is..."

The result of the battle between Xiuyu and Taotie.

He did not see the figures of the two on the deck.

Shang Yuwei pointed to the river not far away: "They are fighting on the river."

Bai Taki was surprised: "There are no footholds on the river, only duck feet can float on the water."

Yan Qixia leaned on the railing and said: "There is no foothold, just create one, and the river under her feet can be turned into solid ice. She is a practitioner of Taiyin Qi, and she has practiced the Mingyue Kung Fu. If she does it with all her strength, It is not impossible to freeze the tide of the river water beyond a line of sky, and cross the sea through ice."

Bai Taki was stunned: "My good fellow, is he another True Monarch who crosses the ice and crosses the sea?"

Shang Yuwei asked strangely: "Again?"

"Cough, I just remembered the mountain-climbing and sea-crossing simulator." Bai Taki corrected his slip of the tongue and corrected the topic: "That is to say, they are fighting on the river? It's a pity that the fog is too thick to see."

"It's not that the fog is too thick, it's that you can't see it, and you can't see it even if you see it." The black-faced man in a black robe said in a low voice: "The difference in realm is too much, and it is easy to be distracted when you look at it. It’s going to be crazy, it’s better to simply not see it... The icy mist scattered around the ship is all condensed yin fog, which is deliberately blocking the line of sight.”

"So, who has the greatest advantage?" Shirataki asked again.

No one can answer this question, and no one knows what the battlefield outside the ice fog is like.